User blog comment:Denrael Sabretooth/The Red Mist RPG (Rebooted)/@comment-1298206-20190628042755/@comment-4677325-20190716045641

"Then allow me to--"

The dormouse was cut off as the otter from before took a hold of the door, nodding to him. "No need, mate. I'll take care o' these two lovely folks for ya. You can go back t' your books, I know 'ow much you love 'em."

Willow gasped in surprise at the size of the otter, clearly the first she had ever seen up close. "Oh, great seasons, sir, are you th' Skipper?"

Skipper flashed a broad smile over at her and Bluestripe as he leaned against the door, holding it open for them to enter inside. "Aye, that I am, missy! Skipper Rorgath, at your service. An' yours, too, milord." He nodded to Bluestripe.